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Kenny Mason - TEST ME (feat. JID)
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Текст песни: Coupe
Dear angels, can you hear me?
Are you near me? Are you there?
I need help
I been trying to shake the feeling that I'm feeling
Like it's extra room to spare for me in hell
All I dream about is revenge all the time
And I don't think that I can pretend all the time
All I think about is (Blah, blah)
All the time
All I think about is (Blah, blah)
All the time
I need help
Test me
Test me
They tryna test me
They tryna test me
I'm havin' a bad day
Real bad, I mean real bad day
They went in my safe, I won't be okay
With getting my lick back late
Watching my pockets deflate from big back to a six-pack shape
Is turning my energy pitch black
I'm ready to dig that grave
For whoever did that
I promise ya mama ain't getting her kid back
Ya life, I promise to end that
Ya light, I promise to dim that
You dimwit
You dealing with devil dogs
You've medaled with misfits
All of my dogs is reservoir
All of my thoughts forever dark
Punching the clock like everyone
Ain't leave me with none but heavy arms
Now I'm on ya lawn wit' heavy arms
Chipped shoulders, sweaty palms
Fuck all that lying down, I'll knock a lion down
In five rounds
Fuck all that crying now
Fuck all that counting down, ya time's out
Rat-tat-tat-tat goes the gat
It's a massacre
Rat-tat-tat-tat goes the gat
It's a massacre
Rat-tat-tat-tat goes the gat
It's a massacre
Asking for forgiveness
I wonder will I get it?
Dear angels, can you hear me?
Are you near me? Are you there?
I need help
I been trying to shake the feeling that I'm feeling
Like it's extra room to spare for me in hell
All I dream about is revenge all the time
And I don't think that I can pretend all the time
All I think about is (Blah, blah)
All the time
All I think about is (Blah, blah)
All the time
I need help
Test me
Test me
They tryna test me
They tryna test me
Testing, testing, testing, testing
Testing, testing, testing
Sound, I'm checking the screens
I'm checking artillery inventory, I can't fuck up the count
Knives and .9s and TECs and vests, invest in clips with extra rounds
Gotta protect the fam, bought me a farm, buried a mill' in the ground
Figure it out, the man in the mirror will never tell you where the bodies are found
Shh, he wore a wire, so I had to sneak him, so now they done wired his mouth
Quiet it down, keep all the women and kids in bed, the killer's in town
The serial kind, the serious kind, it's sick 'cause I think with a similar mindset
But yet, somebody pose a threat, detect the envy and jealousy in they breath
Be ready for anything, any second, you seen Double Jeopardy?
**** chill in the crib and go eat you a PB&J, they'll do you like PnB
RIP when they see ya on CNN, fake sad with sympathy sentiments
Get the commas and come to your senses
Sign a deal with lawyer linguistics
Let 'em die on the hill if they trying to be seen as the realest, you clearly conflicted
Long as family and money ain't funny, the homies is living, you minding yo' business
It's always somebody that's plotting against it
Go and get 'em, only God is a witness, yeah
Dear angels, can you hear me?
Are you near me? Are you there?
I need help
I been trying to shake the feeling that I'm feeling
Like it's extra room to spare for me in hell
All I dream about is revenge all the time
And I don't think that I can pretend all the time
All I think about is (Blah, blah)
All the time
All I think about is (Blah, blah)
All the time
I need help
Test me
Test me
They tryna test me
They tryna test me
Dear angels, can you hear me?
Are you near me? Are you there?
I need help
I been trying to shake the feeling that I'm feeling
Like it's extra room to spare for me in hell
All I dream about is revenge all the time
And I don't think that I can pretend all the time
All I think about is (Blah, blah)
All the time
All I think about is (Blah, blah)
All the time
I need help
Test me
Test me
They tryna test me
They tryna test me
I'm havin' a bad day
Real bad, I mean real bad day
They went in my safe, I won't be okay
With getting my lick back late
Watching my pockets deflate from big back to a six-pack shape
Is turning my energy pitch black
I'm ready to dig that grave
For whoever did that
I promise ya mama ain't getting her kid back
Ya life, I promise to end that
Ya light, I promise to dim that
You dimwit
You dealing with devil dogs
You've medaled with misfits
All of my dogs is reservoir
All of my thoughts forever dark
Punching the clock like everyone
Ain't leave me with none but heavy arms
Now I'm on ya lawn wit' heavy arms
Chipped shoulders, sweaty palms
Fuck all that lying down, I'll knock a lion down
In five rounds
Fuck all that crying now
Fuck all that counting down, ya time's out
Rat-tat-tat-tat goes the gat
It's a massacre
Rat-tat-tat-tat goes the gat
It's a massacre
Rat-tat-tat-tat goes the gat
It's a massacre
Asking for forgiveness
I wonder will I get it?
Dear angels, can you hear me?
Are you near me? Are you there?
I need help
I been trying to shake the feeling that I'm feeling
Like it's extra room to spare for me in hell
All I dream about is revenge all the time
And I don't think that I can pretend all the time
All I think about is (Blah, blah)
All the time
All I think about is (Blah, blah)
All the time
I need help
Test me
Test me
They tryna test me
They tryna test me
Testing, testing, testing, testing
Testing, testing, testing
Sound, I'm checking the screens
I'm checking artillery inventory, I can't fuck up the count
Knives and .9s and TECs and vests, invest in clips with extra rounds
Gotta protect the fam, bought me a farm, buried a mill' in the ground
Figure it out, the man in the mirror will never tell you where the bodies are found
Shh, he wore a wire, so I had to sneak him, so now they done wired his mouth
Quiet it down, keep all the women and kids in bed, the killer's in town
The serial kind, the serious kind, it's sick 'cause I think with a similar mindset
But yet, somebody pose a threat, detect the envy and jealousy in they breath
Be ready for anything, any second, you seen Double Jeopardy?
**** chill in the crib and go eat you a PB&J, they'll do you like PnB
RIP when they see ya on CNN, fake sad with sympathy sentiments
Get the commas and come to your senses
Sign a deal with lawyer linguistics
Let 'em die on the hill if they trying to be seen as the realest, you clearly conflicted
Long as family and money ain't funny, the homies is living, you minding yo' business
It's always somebody that's plotting against it
Go and get 'em, only God is a witness, yeah
Dear angels, can you hear me?
Are you near me? Are you there?
I need help
I been trying to shake the feeling that I'm feeling
Like it's extra room to spare for me in hell
All I dream about is revenge all the time
And I don't think that I can pretend all the time
All I think about is (Blah, blah)
All the time
All I think about is (Blah, blah)
All the time
I need help
Test me
Test me
They tryna test me
They tryna test me
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